[Vision2020] The Ballad of Martin Luther King, Jr.

Tom Hansen thansen at moscow.com
Mon Jan 17 05:14:03 PST 2022

The Ballad of Martin Luther King, Jr.
Author unknown
Ten thousands join ten thousands
Without goading police.
The singers sing, their anthems ring,
The speakers say their piece.
Around the world astonishment—
The ceremonies heard
Or seen on every continent,
And still to come: The Word.
Spectators waving handkerchiefs,
Small children, hearts to seize,
Will tell it taller years from now,
Grandchildren at their knees.
Blue sunshine worships morning,
No cloud would dare to rain
For in his jacket mercy
And in his pocket pain.
Equality his brother
And sisterhood his pride
Meet common sense, nonviolence,
The means he’s deified.
The afternoon is dying down,
The Reverend takes the stage.
George Washington spreads out the book,
Abe Lincoln turns the page.
He reads his notes religiously,
An old familiar theme.
“But please, Martin,” Mahalia yells,
“Tell ‘em about the dream!”
And first he puts away his speech
Then sweeps away the crowd:
The memory of his remarks
Peals like a thundercloud.
“The content of our character”
Personifies a sage.
One day in 1963
Belongs to every age.


Seeya 'round town, Moscow, because . . .

"Moscow Cares" (the most fun you can have with your pants on)

Tom Hansen
Moscow, Idaho

“A stranger is just a friend you haven’t met.”
- Roy E. Stolworthy
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